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in her direction.
“Excuse me,” she whispered and waited for him to look up at her. “Do you know what time it is?” Luckily she’d forgotten her watch.
Those eyes of his caught her by surprise. She had expected them to be blue. She was wrong. Anyone else would have described his eyes as green, but she didn’t. Those amazing eyes were an intriguing shade of olive.
He slid his sleeve up far enough to reveal a silver watch.
“Eleven-thirty. What are you reading?” He smiled and nodded toward her book.
She held up the book for him to see, since she’d already forgotten the title, and hoped the book was a good one.
“Heard of it?”
He dog-eared the page he’d been reading. “I read that a little while ago. It’s a fascinating story.”
“I just started it.”
“When you finish, we should discuss it. I don’t have many friends who actually read for pleasure. Is anyone sitting with   you?”
The guy put his book in his briefcase, then stood. “No.”
“May I join you?”
Her cheeks burned. “Sure.”
He picked up his things and moved to the empty seat across from her.
She’d wanted to get his attention, but hadn’t expected to get this. His smile caused her to go weak in the knees. Good thing she was sitting already.
“Do you come here often? I’ve never seen you before.”
“I grew up here but I’m visiting now. I’m glad to have found this place. What about you?”
“I don’t live around here either. This is my favorite spot to stop whenever I come over to Alban.”
“How often are you here?”
“It depends, really. Sometimes I’m here several days a week. Other times, it’s months between visits. I tend to make excuses just to visit here. It’s so quiet and peaceful. I have a hectic life, so it’s nice to escape.”
“Do you have family here?”
“No. I’m an attorney. I come here when I have a meeting with a client or go to court.”
“Sounds fun.” Could she sound more stupid?
“It’s a blast.” He dug into his leather briefcase and handed her a business card. “I wish I could stay, but I have an appointment. Why don’t we do this again?”
“I’m Samantha Johns, by the way,” she said softly as she stood.
He slipped his hand into hers, then gently squeezed, before grabbing his briefcase to leave.
As he walked out the door, chills swept through her.
Realizing she didn’t even know this man’s name, she glanced down at the card in her hand. Jesse Lincoln.
She slid the business card into her newly purchased book, grabbed her coffee off the table and headed out the door. Her heart warmed as she floated all the way to her car. She was opening the door when a strong hand landed on her shoulder. Was this Jesse? She turned. The penetrating dark eyes drew her in.
Not Jesse, but just as good.

Chapter 5

“Noah.” Her rushed whisper was barely audible. Had he seen her with Jesse?
“Samantha.” He grinned. “Sorry if I startled you.”
He leaned against her car. His outfit was nearly the same as the night before—faded jeans and a black t-shirt with a foreign phrase scribbled in white across the chest. She couldn’t help but admire how handsome he looked. All thoughts of Jesse washed out of her mind like a sea in low tide. No matter how much she didn’t want the attraction to Noah, it was there. He had a hold on her just as the farm did.
Samantha felt like she was glowing as her smile widened. The feeling came from one thing: Noah. She’d sat on the window seat in her bedroom for half the night. There was a perfect view of the barn, where Noah had been working late. The sounds of his labor filled the night air. Temptation to go down there and offer to help had eaten at her, but she couldn’t think of an excuse, so she’d sat in her room all night. But here he was now, no need for an excuse. She could just talk to him, and it would pass as being friendly.
Tossing her book onto the passenger side of the car, then shutting the door, she turned and leaned against the car next to